On the Road to Dharamsala

"On the road to Dharamsala"

by Sterling Reed

Here where the grass grows free,
wild is awakened in my heart

And nature's skin is unashamed.
It bares its innocence and purity

and harshness and apathy.

Here where man has failed to tame

mountains high and unborn trees

bursting forth with the green

of new life.

Here where forces unseen
are loosed upon the once serene

And open more to good and bad

I know that You are close at hand.

Here where so many before

have searched and searched

for so much more.

Here where hope is lost by men

And few the workers, much to tend
Here I find my calling,
or at least the beginning.

Here I say yes to not look back,

to walk in faith despite attack

I know not what may lie ahead,

but all of me for "You" instead.

On the way to enlighment path @Mcleod Ganj - Dharamsala - INDIA